And I laughed. I said, for parents, their lives end. And it begins again, but as something entirely different and entirely transformed.

Oh, God yes. That other person I was before parenthood is still here, but the life she lived? Transformed, or utterly gone. Maybe recoverable, eventually, when Matilda is older and more self-sufficient, but even so it will be radically different.

(I remember, so vividly, going to dinner at Helmand right before my water broke with Hec and a bunch of localistas and Aims, in town for a brief visit, and being acutely aware that this would likely be our very last grown-up outing together as a couple for a long, long time. And I'm still so tickled that that last outing was with Buffistas.)

Dude, who's watching the U.S. Open? ita?

What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.

I really love this quote. Probably would have ptui'd at it not long ago, out of resentment.

JenP, if your are out there,you gonna be around tomorrow??

Dana, I'm not watching, but I suspect I just ran across the thing you're thinking of?

amych, did it make you go "Holy shit?"

If so, then yeah, probably.

Happy Birthday, P-C!

Nilly, I hope your wedding and your wedded life is full of joy.

Dana, that would be the one, yes.

Yeah, it was bizarre. As was CBS' pointless replaying of it with the sound blocked out.

I agree - very bizarre and CBS did not rise to the challenge.

Wow. What an unexpected way for a match to end.